Yang He's face was obviously extremely ugly when he was humiliated in public by Ye Fan.

"Hmph, little brat, I recognize you when you say I regard the fake as the real one."

"It's because I didn't have the ability to do it, so I took a look. I will make up for some of Young Master Chen's losses in the future."

"But don't think that we will look up to you when we see something."

"You were clearly the blind cat just now and they had luck with the dead mouse."

Yang He said disdainfully, and was still full of contempt for Ye Fan. Especially Ye Fan's look of indifferent at this moment made Yang He even more angry.

"What, you little brat, really treat yourself as a treasure appraiser?"

"If you really have the ability, then pick out another fake from the authentic products in my store."

"If you can't pick it out, then get out of here."

"This is a high-end place, not a place you can stay, a brat!" Yang He said coldly.

Ye Fan was immediately happy when he heard this: "Boss Yang, don't say anything. Although I didn't see any fakes among your so-called authentic ornaments, I saw a treasure among the miscellaneous items over there."

While speaking, Ye Fan immediately walked towards the counter in the corner and finally stopped in front of a painting.

“Hahaha~”

"Boy, it's possible if you say that the counters on my left are available for treasures, but the stalls on the right are all the rags I rented out. They are all rags collected from the junk. They are placed here just to occupy a place."

"You actually said there is a treasure?"

Seeing this, Yang He laughed at that time.

His stall has four counters on all sides.

The two counters in front and back are all placed with authentic products from their Babao Pavilion. The counter on the left is equipped with fakes with good workmanship, as well as some items of unknown origin that he collected. As for the counter Ye Fan looked at, they were rented out for their Babao Pavilion to help some individual stalls for sale.

A few items may not be sold in a few years, and they are basically delivered as gifts.

But Yang He didn't expect that Ye Fan would actually say that there would be treasures in the pile of waste?

Ye Fan ignored Yang He's sarcasm and laughed, reached out and took the painting off the counter.

It was a paper-based ink stroke, and the content of the painting was also very simple. It was a dead tree like a deer antler, a strange stone like a snail, and a star-short bamboo stretched out from behind the strange stone.

The whole composition is also very random and rough. It looks good from a distance, but when you look at it up close, there are countless flaws and no beauty at all.

"The treasure you mentioned is not it, right? This picture of a strange stone with dead trees?" Yang He smiled immediately after seeing the painting in Ye Fan's hand.

“Hahaha~”

"I said you won't read that the painting is signed by Su Dongpo. You really think it is Su Dongpo's work, right?"

Yang He kept saying, his smile suddenly became even worse, and his words were full of sarcasm.

"There are eyes but no beads!" Ye Fan was too lazy to pay attention to him, but just replied coldly.

"You guys, you're really ungrateful!"

"So, how about we make a bet?"

"If this is worth more than ten thousand, I will pay you ten times the value of it!"

"But if it is not valuable, you will pay me a million."

"How about it, do you dare to gamble?"

Yang He sneered coldly.

Ye Fan looked at him and snorted and said, "Ten times the compensation?"

"I'm afraid you can't afford it!"

"Stop talking nonsense, just say whether you dare to gamble?" Yang He asked coldly.

"Since you insist on betting, I will bet with you!" Ye Fan replied.

When Qiu Mucheng heard this, her pretty face turned pale and she hurriedly said, "Ye Fan, you are crazy, how can you have one million?"

Susie also thought to herself that Ye Fan was idiot.

Isn't this giving money to people?

"A poor boy in the countryside has no money or power, and he still learns to bet on others?"

"Isn't this intentional tricking Mu Cheng?"

"It's just a troublemaker!"

However, Ye Fan had already agreed.

Qiu Mucheng advised him again at this time, it was too late.

"good!"

"Since that's the case, everyone will be a witness."

"When the time comes, someone will refuse to admit it."

"And, I agreed in advance that if you lose and can't get the money, don't blame me for using your house to mortgage it." Yang He's eyes were full of sinister smile.

He was worried about what to make up for Mr. Chen. Now that someone has come to give him money, he would be too sorry for the idiot Ye Fan if he doesn't accept it.

When Qiu Mucheng heard that she had lost and wanted to pay for the house, her pretty face turned pale even more, and her beautiful eyes turned red. She could not imagine what would their family do in the future if Ye Fan really lost the house. Would they have to sleep on the streets?

Thinking of this, Qiu Mucheng was so angry that she almost burst into tears.

She never expected that Ye Fan would be so brave now to use their house to bet with others.

"Mu Cheng, divorce?"

"This country bumpkin is completely crazy!"

"Now he dares to use the house to bet with others, and in the future he will dare to treat you as a bet with others."

"I really don't know where he got the courage. A person who knows nothing about treasure appraisal actually took the house to gamble?"

"He's an idiot!"

Susie was so angry that she gritted her teeth.

However, Ye Fan did not notice the reaction of Qiu Mucheng and the others. He was still standing in the Babao Pavilion, holding the picture of "Dry Wood and Strange Stone" imitating Su Dongpo.

After confirming the bet with Yang He, Ye Fan asked while taking his wallet: "Tell me, how much is it? I bought this painting."

"I'll go!"

"Are you still taking it first?"

"It seems that this silly boy really thinks this painting is real?" Hearing Ye Fan's words, the people around him burst into laughter.

Yang He waved his hand generously and sneered: "I don't have money, I'll give it to you directly."

Yang He said, feeling sarcastic. He looked at Ye Fan as if he was an idiot, and he was a gift of something, and only an idiot like Ye Fan was a treasure.

"No need, save disputes in the future. Tell me, how much is it, I will buy you the original price."

Seeing that Ye Fan didn't want to give it to him, Yang He had no choice but to buy it, so he said, "Okay, then I'll sell it to you 25 yuan."

Haha~~

Yang He's words once again made everyone laugh.

He was obviously humiliating Ye Fan and saying that Ye Fan was 25 years old.

But Ye Fan seemed to have not heard it, and he lowered his head and started to get the money. But the embarrassing thing was that Ye Fan only had fifty dollars in his wallet.

There was no choice but Ye Fan had to ask Qiu Mucheng for money: "Mucheng, give me two hundred."

"Give you a head!"

"Don't call me, I don't know you, you're so angry!" Qiu Mucheng was so angry that she was almost exploded by Ye Fan. How could she give her money? She wished she could blow up this transaction and save money from losing her house.

"I'll go"

"After a long time, this guy is not just an idiot, but a poor guy?"

"Not even a hundred dollars in your pocket?"

"I guess the poor losers from the countryside are not there?"

"Is this kind of poor guy so embarrassed to come to such a place?"

“Isn’t this embarrassing?”

“Hahaha~”

There was another harsh laughter coming from around.

Han Shaojie also shook his head and smiled: "A Fei, are you really sure he is a big shot, not a big fool?"

"I...I...I don't know him either." Chen Fei twitched his eyes, and finally turned his head decisively, pretending not to know Ye Fan.

After all, at this time, anyone who has something to do with Ye Fan will be embarrassed.

“Haha~”

"I said you kid is funny?"

"I just don't want the money to be given for free, but now you can't get it out if you collect the money?"

"I was a poor guy, but I pretended to be generous!"

"Get out quickly? Don't show your shame here!" Yang He seemed to see Ye Fan being so mean, and in the end he was too lazy to waste time with him, so he asked him to get out.

However, Ye Fan had no intention of giving up and borrowed money everywhere, but no one paid attention to him. In the end, Su Yuanshan saw that he was pitiful and gave him two hundred yuan.

"Little brother, I'll treat these 200 yuan as a gift for you, so I don't have to pay it back." Su Yuanshan said slowly.

Ye Fan thanked him: "Thank you, Mr. Su. I will remember this favor."
Chapter completed!